[center][color=CCCC22][h3]Jub the Peculiar[/h3][/color][/center]

Jub had been slumped over in his chair, still sulking over being told off by Brutrumukk when his name was called and for a moment, all he could do was raise his head and blink up at the thread as his brain processed what was happening. Thankfully, he wasn't stuck there slack-jawed for too long before Brutrumukk hoisted him up on his shoulder and brought him down to the ring. Any hurt feelings he had about the bugbear from moments ago completely disappeared as he watched his friend loudly cheer for him and telling the crowd to make way. That, combined with how everyone was cheering for him and showing no implication of distaste at a [i]goblin[/i] being crowned the Witchlight Monarch made Jub give a big, if somewhat befuddled, grin as Brutrumukk brought him over to the ring.